Ok, Scott, you are right...I admit it. (My Apogees, errr...apologies to the guys on the thread, but I cannot tell a lie!)
I was obsessing about you today, Scott Miller.
-When I saw a road kill being pecked on the highway by buzzards, I thought of you.
-When I read the news about the depth of destruction that would result from dropping a bomb on Iraq, I thought of you.
-When I ate lunch, and ordered a really juicy Jumbo Polish Sausage but found a little, teeny-weeny, dried-up and very limp Vienna sausage on my plate, I thought of you.
-When I considered how kewl it would be to have your inside/insider/whateverrrrr information to enable me to predict right here, right now, that one really big gaming company will be buying out another really big gaming company very soon, I thought about you.
-When I stopped to assist a motorist in a collision, and turned his head to the side, so he wouldn't aspirate his own vomitus and choke, I thought of you.
-When I corrected a grammatical mistake on my 3rd grader's social studies report, I thought of you.
-When I helped my Cub Scout Webelos den learn the Boy Scout Promise this afternoon in order to earn their Arrow of Light Badge, I thought of [what] you [aren't].
-When I was thinking about the Scott Miller who got his butt thrown out of ILM (Industrial Light and Magic) a few years back, I also thought of you...
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Oh my! You mean...she...she...really does know somethin' about this industry?!?!? Uh-oh... Stay tuned. [wink wink wink]
Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses, too!
Gimme all your lovin', Scott Miller is it really you?
[Smoochy, smoochy, smooch!]
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